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Adamah was frustrated by the pace they were moving. he was tempted to throw the girl over his shoulder, it was taking so long. Or even better, he could just end her and go back to his home. but he gritted his teeth and bared it. after what seemed like hourse to him, they finally reached their destination. He scowled at the girl, "Shut it. I am doing you a favor merely by not killing you, let alone going through all the trouble of actually helping you. The least you could do in return is keep your mouth shut. Unless I say you can speak." His patience was running thin, but he knew that this girl was most likely important. "My mother just died last night. and the next day you show up running from your own village. There are no coincidences." He said this slowly with a forced calm as he looked at his mother's corpse. "You are one of her successors. Make yourself at home." he added the last part as sarcastically as he could.